The snowflakes are light as a dream, boundless, falling from the sky like petals, and falling in pieces.

I like snow very much, and when I come, it is dusty, and the ground is silent, and the white color makes people's hearts soft and clear like crystal.

The north wind blows the snow, and the Kun Mountain is thousands of miles.

When it snows, everything is beautiful, except for the people who are hurrying in the snow.

In mid-air, Bai Ze drove a gloomy dark cloud and followed behind him. The snowflakes froze Bai Ze's hair together, and it was hard to pierce his hands. He has lived in the misty forest for 10,000 years, and the world has changed.

The last time I came out, it seemed that the people were still wearing animal skins, and there were no such colorful splendid clothes.

In Bai Ze's view, Ji Xin is a very hypocritical and contradictory guy. Take last night's incident as an example, a pair of thief eyes in the heart, usually always circle around the girls, and really send two beauties to him, he actually pretended to be a decent gentleman.

Anyway, he couldn't see it, Bai Ze had no scruples, and cast a gaze of infinite disdain at his back.

Suddenly, the ghostly light flashed, and he stopped his steps and turned around.

Bai Ze chuckled in his heart, and secretly thought: Isn't it, this can be sensed?

"Dude, take on a human form, we're going to the city. ”

He patted Bai Ze and continued to hurry.

Bai Ze didn't know the bottom in his heart, and he always felt that the gaze just now was profound. How did he know that the best thing about this fortune-telling demon king is to put on an unfathomable appearance, which makes people unable to understand.

Bai Ze didn't dare to make a mistake, so he turned into a teenager about the same age as Xinxin, wearing a white tiger skin, barefoot, and half of his shoulders bare. This outfit of time, coupled with the long lilac hair fluttering in the wind, a pair of royal blue eyes, and a cold expression, is very eye-catching.

He looked Bai Ze up and down, smiled evilly, and said nothing.

Looking at the bounty notice in Danyang City, the bounty price of the ghost has risen again, a head is worth 150,000 taels of gold, and Taiyi also gave Kaiyuan Zijin Pill, Kunyu Changsheng Wood and cheats, which is also the first one in ancient times.

Bai Ze thought to himself: It's really his grandmother's value.

A village woman next to her pointed at Bai Ze and whispered to her companion: "Look at that person, giggles, cold winter wax moon, still shirtless, not even wearing shoes, laughing to death." ”

Bai Ze's face was expressionless, and he crossed his waist very coldly, standing behind him.

Holding his arms together, he stood in front of the notice, shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like a painting." "He has learned the demon clan's transformation technique, before he came out, he darkened his complexion, his eyes became smaller, changed into a vulgar dress, and he also wore his hair down, and wore a purple jade dragon to wipe his forehead and cover his hairline. It doesn't look like the white and pure little Taoist priest in the painting at all.

A young man next to him said, "Have you ever seen a ghost?" I heard that there are people protecting him above, and the reward notices of Quan Yongguo are not very similar. ”

"I've seen it. ”

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a smile bloomed.

This young man had a relationship with Yixin, it was the young man who went to South Beauty for dinner with Acacia that day, and sat at the adjacent table daydreaming, named Hong Shaoxi.

Hong Shaoxi's eyes lit up, he pulled his heart aside, and said in a low voice: "This brother, can you please do me a favor and draw a ghost portrait." ”

Ji Xin gestured to count the money, and said with a smile: "The portrait is fine, but it can't be painted in vain." ”

The young man understood and said, "How much is it, you can make a price." ”

He held out a finger.

"A tael of silver?"

He shook his head.

"A hundred taels of silver?"

He shook his head and said, "One hundred taels of gold."

Hong Shaoxi's face turned slightly red, and he said, "I don't have so much money, can you be accommodating and cheaper?"

"Why did you kill the ghost?"

"I have a younger sister, my best friend Yaqiu, and she has a relationship with the young master of Wanjian Villa, who is a sword cultivator......"

It turned out that not long ago, the sword cultivator died tragically, and the cultivator dreamed for ten thousand years, dreaming that the sword cultivator was mourning and crying, saying that the life in the underworld was very lonely and unaccompanied.

Xiu Wannian asked Yaqiu to worship the spiritual seat of the sword cultivator and be his daughter-in-law. Yaqiu is very affectionate to the sword cultivator and agrees to this secret marriage. But Xiu Wannian listened to the words of the warlock of the rivers and lakes, and chose an auspicious day, planning to kill Yaqiu on that day and send her underground to accompany the sword cultivator.

The Hong family has been in decline for a long time, these days, Hong Shaoxi and his uncle have been visiting relatives and friends, and they have suffered a lot of cold eyes, almost no one is willing to offend Wanjian Villa for them, and a few enthusiastic people are not helpful.

If you can get tens of thousands of taels of gold, as well as the cheats of Taiyi, the Hong family can make a comeback, and the Kaiyuan Zijin Pill is enough to exchange for Yaqiu.

Hong Shaoxi clenched his fists and said: "There is still half a month to be the auspicious day selected by Xiu Wannian, I will look for ten more days, if there is no clue, I will go to Wanjian Villa and fight with them!"

He was silent for a moment, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Let's go to receive the reward together, do you dare?"

"Of course I dare, as long as I can save Yaqiu, I can do anything. ”

Ghost Bu wants to go to Taiyi to receive the bounty for killing Ghost Bu, and Bai Ze feels that this world is so crazy. He turned into an auspicious cloud and floated over Danyang City, observing the movements of the masters of various factions for his heart.

Just do what you say, while asking Hong Shaoxi to spread the news of the ghost in Danyang City. On the one hand, he found a very hidden wilderness, changed back to his original appearance, dug a deep pit in the ground, rested his head on straw, hung a mourning lamp on his feet, held a kettle, and lay down in the pit for a nap.

In this way, if someone divins his life and death, the answer must be: the ghost is no longer alive.

I got up from a nap and listened to Bai Ze say that even Taiyi's dustless son had already rushed to Danyang City.

Everything went well, unscrewed the kettle, splashed the water in the deep pit, blew a breath, the fog in the pit rolled, the water seeped into the soil, mixed into a ball of thin mud, the thin mud kept changing shape, not long after, a little Taoist priest turned over and sat up, eyebrows and eyes smart, is exactly what he used to be.

Next, Jixin and Bai Ze teamed up and staged a big show.

In Danyang City, almost everyone saw that there was a young man wearing a white tiger skin, and he and the ghost Bu fought in the sky above Danyang City.

Later, he was seriously injured and fled. Bai Ze chased after him, both turned into Changhong, chasing in the air, one after the other, and disappeared into the sky. Looking at the direction, it should be on the outskirts of Danyang City.

People are full of emotion, an unknown teenager can also fight with ghosts, the world is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are many talents. They swarmed to chase them to the outskirts, but they were trapped by the maze.

Fortunately, there are many people with great strength, and the elders of Taiyi, the people of the major immortal sects, and many masters gather together to solve the maze, and it only takes half a stick of incense.

It's a pity that the ghost has disappeared without a trace, and everyone still chased it away.

There is a lucky person, his name is Hong Shaoxi, when looking for the ghost, he saw a seven-star snow lotus on the cliff, in order to pick the seven-star snow lotus, Hong Shaoxi fell off the cliff, and found an extremely hidden small valley, it happened that the ghost Bu hid in the valley to recuperate.

Hong Shaoxi screamed loudly when he fell off the cliff, alarming a young man wearing a purple jade dragon wiping his forehead, and the young man rescued Hong Shaoxi and joined forces with him to kill the ghost.

Of course, this benevolent brother who was stabbed with a few holes in his chest was not a heart, but a clay man.

The demonic aura in the sky suddenly dissipated, and many people then found the valley and saw this scene.

Taiyi is not so easy to fool, and after checking it, there is no flaw in the transformation technique, so he and Hong Shaoxi went to Kunyu Mountain to receive the reward.

Hong Shaoxi was not weak at all, and thought that he had hit a big luck, this young man with a mysterious background really helped him kill the ghost.

Donghao Shenjun examined the body and found nothing abnormal. You know, although this is a clay figure, it has the breath of the heart, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Bu Yizhi occupies a hexagram, and the hexagram shows that everything has disappeared, and the ghost is dead.

Calculating a person's life and death is actually very simple, to put it bluntly, it is to sense the person's Yuan Qi, pure yang is an immortal, pure yin is a ghost, and between yin and yang, it is a human being.

Bu Yizhi never dreamed that he had performed a secret technique, as long as the mourning lamp in the pit was not extinguished, no matter who came to divinate his life and death, he would only have a pure yin hexagram.

Taiyi investigated their identities again, Hong Shaoxi naturally had no problem, the dignified demon king, it was normal to have a reasonable and legal fake identity in the world.

As long as half of the bounty is paid, the rest goes to Hong Shaoxi. His face was serious, but in fact, he had already endured a stomachache from laughing. Drink another glass of celebratory wine, and you're good to go.

Seeing that it is about to be concealed from the world, it is done. The clouds in the sky surged, and a long rainbow fell on the mountain, revealing a petite girl, the light sarla skirt on her body was like smoke and mist, and the pearl pendant in her ears was swaying, which was Jin Yingluo.

I saw her pear blossoms with rain, Chu Chu was pitiful, pounced on the clay man, wiped the clay man's cheeks with his hands, and shouted with a crying voice: "Little uncle, little uncle!" After crying for a while, Jin Yingluo suddenly put away her tears, stood up coldly, and with a sonorous sound, the long sword flew out of the scabbard, turned into a streamer, and shot towards Hong Shaoxi's chest.